While nothing featured in this fanventure should be any worse than the content in the actual Homestuck webcomic, please heed this list of potential squicks and triggers that have or will show up in the comic.

Drama: Romantic drama, tension, characters being ostracized and verbally attacked, mention of mentally unhealthy relationships, corruption, mind control.Violence/Gore: Copious amounts of blood, plenty of fighting with weapons and guns. Severing of limbs, loss of limbs and eyes, and character death.Sexual Content: Romantic/sexual remarks (mostly from characters from whom this is common in canon, such as Karkat and the Striders), Damara's language (Damara will be almost entirely in garbage Google Translate Japanese). Characters will kiss and stuff but really nothing beyond that.

A young man stands in an apartment.

It just so happens that he is one of the lucky 50% of the initial population to avoid the Anomaly virus, and is as human as he ever was. Said 50% is now considerably less, since a lot of people are dead, but the young man standing here is quite happy that luck is on his side and keeping his hide intact. And the exact same color it's always been.

It also happens to be this guy's birthday. But, for once, that's not important at all. From his view, through the gaping hole at the side of the building, he is easily reminded that this is no time for parties.

He has had a name for many years, but only now will it be known to the people back home.

This guy has been through some nasty shit recently, and while he would usually be able to laugh off stuff like this, he's really not in the mood for any honky-tonky bullshit. Besides, it's not like he has time to waste these days.

> JOHN EGBERT.
Your name is JOHN. As aforementioned, today is your BIRTHDAY. Maybe you could ask one of your FRENEMIES to prepare you a cake, but you haven't been able to contact any of them for the last three days.

Despite the world being thrown into disarray, you have a wide variety of INTERESTS. With the WORLD UNDER ATTACK, things are a bit tricky, but you can enjoy yourself in little ways. You consider yourself something of a collector of SOUVENIRS of a life long gone, particularly involving the TOOLS OF THE TRADE of a long-lost PRANKSTER. Other people consider you GOOD WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER, and a DECENT LEADER, but you're not so sure about that. It was also mentioned earlier that you are a SURVIVOR, as being alive right now is a RATHER DIFFICULT THING. So hey, you got that going for you! Cool!

You have just finished following some very smart advice to get your devices back online without attracting unwanted attention, and are now attempting to get a breath of fresh heir. This means you should finally be able to contact your FRIENDS, ALLIES, and FRENEMIES. You should probably get out of here pretty soon, too. THEY are awfully fast at finding you.

> Observe your surroundings.
You glance around your surroundings, already fairly familiar with them but still double-checking everything. This entire building is empty and far from any Anomaly activity, meaning it's safer than most. But Anomalies are hard to trace, and by that you mean completely fucking impossible. So this move is something of a gamble, but certainly should prove worthwhile.

This entire place looks to have been abandoned, re-inhabited, ransacked a few times, and then subjected to one angry Prince asshole. Everything is left askew, and then of course there are the gaping holes in the walls, flooding the room with sunlight. Light's a comfort and a danger to you these days. Sucks that you can only enjoy it with one eye right now.

No you didn't lose an eye like some dumb pir8. It's just healing. Slowly.

Even now, the cracked phone in your pocket is vibrating with messages. Apparently your allies are celebrating their success, and pulling you into the happy funtimes and probably reminding you to get your ass back to semi-safety. You should probably respond to them!

TT: Well, good to know things are finally under way.
TT: For a few moments there I was worried I'd wither and die and the Core would freeze over by the time I could nag you.GT: ha ha, very funny rose.
GT: sorry it took so long!
GT: he's really not very good at instructions.TT: No need to apologize. I was only teasing.
TT: In fact, we're ahead of schedule. Considerably so.
TT: I wish I could linger, but shit is hitting the fan no matter how far you think you are.
TT: Try to get back to Mariet before sundown.GT: i thought i was meeting roxy? but ok.
GT: where's she?TT: My sister is doing roguey things. Not even I know the full extent.
TT: It's irritating.GT: yeah i bet! especially since you've always got the majyyky know-how.
GT: that's weird, hearing you say you don't know something.
GT: that's usually the total opposite of what's up.TT: Oh, believe me, I know.
TT: The amount of times my head has made contact with my palms may yet give me a concussion.
TT: Stay safe.

-- tentacleTherapist [TT] ceased pestering ghostyTrickster [GT] --

Well, good to know she's alright. But man, your phone is going crazy! Hopefully it's not Mariet railing on you. You have enough on your plate without your FRENEMIES getting up in your biz.

You have time to reply to one more chum before you need to get out of there.